A Second Chance at Romance
(gif credit to @frasermittens)
word count: 1,373
genres: strangers to lovers, fluff, self-insert
A/N: This story is not based off of any song or movie, it’s just something random I came up with but it is partially inspired by the song, "Babe Ruth" by COIN. It’s not set at a specific moment in time (It’s taking place in a fictional future but you could also say that it’s set during this ongoing season or even a past season). It’s written with a female reader in mind because I’m a female of color but the reader doesn’t specifically have to be a POC or a woman and there’s little dialogue. As always, I’m open to any and all feedback, comments or questions; just put them in my inbox or dm me. Thank you so much in advance for reading, I appreciate it😌
(P.S. I have other stories (linked here) that I have written for other players as well if you want to check those out)
(P.S.S. If you like K-pop, there is a K-pop version of this story as well)
“I’ve got a feeling you’re the right thing after all” - Real Love by Carly Rae Jepsen
Baseball was his favorite sport. Ever since his father took him to his hometown Vancouver Canadians games as a child, he had been hooked. If there was a baseball game Fraser could attend, he was going to be there, or he would be keeping track of the scores on his phone. During an off-season trip to visit some old friends in Toronto, Fraser decided to attend a Toronto Blue Jays game with a friend. He never liked how stuffy it felt to sit in the premium suite boxes and preferred sitting among the other fans.
“You’ve got to be kidding me”, a voice to his left cried out.
Fraser turned to see who spoke but before he knew it, you had accidentally tripped right in front of him.
“Are you okay?” Fraser asked as he attempted to help you to your feet.
He could see that your eyes were brimming with tears in upset but you quickly got up and ran off. When you returned back to your seat after composing yourself in the bathroom, Fraser moved down from his seat to check in on you real quick.
“Excuse me? I saw how upset you were and wanted to make sure you were okay”, Fraser asked with a tone of concern in his voice.
“Yeah, I’m fine. I’m just upset because I had been looking forward to this game all week and got stood up today by a guy I thought was great. We were supposed to meet up for a first date at the game and while I’m waiting for him, just my luck, I open Facebook and the first thing I see is a photo of him in the local “Are We Dating The Same Person?” Group, warning about him ghosting dates. I don’t know why I’m ranting this much to you; you probably have bigger things going on in your life than to listen to my dating struggles, and we should be paying attention to the game anyway”, you rambled before turning to face away from him in embarrassment.
Some idiot decided to ghost someone as beautiful as you? What an absolute shame, Fraser thought to himself.
Instead of leaving, Fraser politely tapped your shoulder to ask you who your favorite baseball player is as a way to distract your mind from what was bothering you. The two of you engaged in a very meaningful conversation about the sport, the current game going on in front of you and learned a little about each other. You introduced yourself to him with a brief preview into your background and Fraser told you that his name was Jake with a false story on his background to protect his true identity. Talking to Fraser at the game was probably miles better than the date the guy who stood you up. You had just met but you were quietly falling for each other very fast.
Your time with Fraser was going well until you got a text from your roommate, telling you that your cat ate a piece of paper so you needed to return home immediately. You frantically left the game to check on your beloved pet, feeling bad that you had to abandon your time with the cute guy you just met and not have any of his contact information. By the time you got home, your cat had already naturally removed the tiny paper from a Whole Foods bag from its body.
Fraser looked around for you after he came back from the bathroom and his friend told him that they should get ready to leave soon to beat the crowd. He felt a sense of disappointment because Fraser was having a good time, being a regular person, talking to you, and he didn’t get a chance to say goodbye or exchange numbers with you. Fraser wanted to find you online, but all he knew was your first name and that you lived in Toronto. You gushed to your roommate about meeting Fraser and also tried to search for him online but quickly learned that there were thousands of guys named Jake who lived in Vancouver. Although you had only interacted for such a short time, you both had truly captured each other's hearts.
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The next day after the game, you had a very busy shift in the ER and you truly saw it all that day. Everything from concussions to burns to other injuries, you helped deal with all of it.
“Hey, y/n. Come help me out with your last patient of the day. Apparently, we have a celebrity in our presence”, Dr. Javadi told you.
She handed you an iPad and you quickly glanced over the patient’s file to get an idea of what you were walking into.
Name: Fraser Minten
Date of Birth: July 5, 2004
Medical Notes: Came in with presumed heat stroke after going outside for an extended period of time, experiencing dizziness and a fast heart rate.
As soon as you walked into the room, you immediately made eye contact with a newly familiar face. It was Jake, the cute guy you talked to at the baseball game. He was lying right there in the glow of the white ER lights with a set of large blue eyes that looked right at you and the friend he was with yesterday was sitting in a chair next to him.
“Hi Mr. Minten. I’m Dr. Javadi and this is Student Doctor, Y/N. She is shadowing in our ER department. Do you mind if she’s here in the room with us while we treat you?” Dr. Javadi kindly asked.
Fraser couldn’t take his eyes off of you; you did mention that you were in medical school in the area, but that was it and he was shocked to see you again. Fraser sputtered out that it was okay for you to stay. Between you and Dr. Javadi, you both asked Fraser questions about what was bothering him and small personal questions in between to get to know him more. Fraser and you both kept stumbling over your words as you both spoke. As he answered, you couldn’t believe what you had learned. His name wasn’t Jake; it was Fraser. Simply put, the guy that you talked to the day before so casually was actually a famous professional hockey player, not just some random guy from out of town. After getting his tests ordered, you and Dr. Javadi exited the room.
“Is there something going on between you and that patient because you both looked pretty flustered in there? Was that the guy who you went on the date to the Jays game with? Please don’t tell me this is a guy that you shared a bed with”, Dr Javadi inquired.
“Not exactly, but I did meet and spend some time with him at the game yesterday”, you confessed while the heat in your face rose.
Since Fraser was your last patient of the day, you finished up your observation notes while you waited for his test results to come back. Before you knew it, they were in; his results looked positive and he was able to be discharged that same day. You were going to give Fraser the good news with Dr. Javadi, but one of the other doctors approached you to see if you could add some extra time to your shift to observe a patient with a rare medical condition.
Before you left for the day, one of the nurses informed you that a patient left something behind to give to you.
Written on a piece of paper was a note that said: “I believe in second chances and I hope you do too. Would you like to go out on a real baseball game date to see the Blue Jays play against the Red Sox tomorrow night at 7 pm? I promise to tell you the full truth about who I am. If the date goes well, maybe we could get ice cream after :)” with Fraser’s name and number attached.
“A baseball date you say? Count me in and promise you won’t ghost me lol,” you sent as a text to a newly saved number that belonged to a famous cutie in your phone.
